'The dragon scale... there's only one, so I'm definitely keeping it for myself.'
'The corrupted flesh remnants and keratin are perfect for research, so I'll give a portion to the Twelve Stars to make the most of it. The shed skin is too light and doesn't weigh much, so I'll keep that for myself.'
'As for the blood, I can give them 300 grams, which is about 22 milliliters.'
Shi Ming was in the captain's cabin, portioning out the spoils he had taken from the Great Black Heaven Dragon.
The 1.2 liters of super-heavy blood was the most precious prize. Because it was incredibly dense, it weighed about 15 kilograms. The Infinite Brain had already consumed one kilogram for its evolution. This kind of strategic-grade item was exceptionally rare, and with Lighthouse having sealed off Fujing Mountain, there was no other way to obtain more. He needed to keep the rest in reserve as material, so he decided to give 300 grams to the Twelve Stars.
